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PROMPT POST #4
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Re: [Fill] With Great Power (Comes Great Irresponsibility) 2/?
(Anonymous) 2016-06-10 05:59 am (UTC)(link)Hux rubbed at the rapidly forming headache between his brows as he looked down at his reports. Kylo’s little stunt from yesterday had wrecked absolutely havoc on their finance budget for repairs that even their emergency funds couldn’t cover. The amount of damage done was ludicrous on a level he hadn’t seen before. And it was stressing Hux out just to think about it. As if he needed more stress on top of being the General of the First Order in the middle of a karking war.
He sighed and, because he was alone in his office, slouched back in his chair in a decidedly unprofessional way. He was sick to death of looking at holoscreens for the moment and slowly pushed away his data pad with his finger. What he needed right now was a quick break, he was allowed that much, and then he would get back to work. He pressed a call button on his desk and five minutes later his officer door slid open and a droid rolled in carrying a tray with a full tea set for one.
Hux straightened up in his chair and folded his hands atop his desk while the droid went about its business preparing the tea. Hux denied himself many of the luxuries that high-ranking officers were offered, but he had a special fondness for exotic teas and permitted himself that small indulgence. (His sometimes dalliances with Kylo Ren were an entirely different matter and something he was seriously reconsidering after the debacle from yesterday.)
The delicate Kaminoan teacup clinked in its saucer when the droid set it down in front of Hux. Steam curled up from the teapot’s spot and Hux could smell the spiced aroma from the steeped tealeaves and it was just what he needed to help him relax. The droid started to pour into the cup with precise movements when suddenly it jerked to the side and dumped the rest of the boiling hot pot straight into his lap.
Hux shot up from his desk as scalding tea soaked through his clothes. “Fuck…dammit!” The droid made noises of distress drowned out by Hux’s cursing as his fingers fumbled over the tiny buttons of his pants to undo them and yank down the sodden mess to get it away from his crotch. His feet got tangled up in the twisted material and he yelped and teetered over onto the floor.
Which was when, of course, a very familiar person screamed in fury and ripped off his office door.
Hux dropped his head down on the polished metal floor. At least this time Kylo’s lightsaber wasn’t on.
“Hux! I felt your incredible pain through the Force.” Kylo flung aside the door without another thought. “Who did this to you?” he snarled when he spied Hux sprawled out on the floor. “Tell me and I will kill them!”
Rough hands flipped Hux onto his side and away from the tea puddle on the floor. “I’m fine,” the General said through gritted teeth and slapped Kylo’s hands away. “There was a minor accident with the droid. It didn’t require you wrecking my office.” His crotch was throbbing in misery, but he stubbornly slipped on his pants again. He could change later why Kylo kriffing Ren wasn’t looming over him like a malevolent, destructive cloud.
“This droid?” Dark eyes narrowed into slits as Kylo’s head swiveled around to stare at the droid. The droid beeped once in alarm and raised its arms before it suddenly exploded with a deafening bang that left Hux’s ears ringing. Thousands of shards of metal ripped through the air and embedded into the metal walls and floors of the office.
“Stop wrecking my ship!” Hux shouted and scrambled up from the floor. He didn’t miss the fact that Kylo has casually thrown up some sort of Force barrier to protect them. It didn’t stop Hux from being furious. That was a perfectly good droid and Hux didn’t need this careless wastefulness of resources. These things cost credits and the First Order didn’t have an unlimited amount of it.
The Knight cocked his head to the side with a serious expression. All earlier traces of rage had been left behind after his last show of power. “It was a necessary action to take care of the threat.”
Hux glared at the large scorch mark on his floor so he wouldn’t do something completely unprofessional like strike Kylo across the face. His office was a wreck and he’d need to requisition one of the lesser-used practice rooms into a temporary office until his main one was finished with repairs. “Could you at least try to control that abysmal impulse control of yours?” he asked after awhile once his temper was reigned in. “I’ll tell you if I have need for your…brand of helping.”
“You never tell me when you need me,” Kylo said like the sulky child he was and crossed his arms.
Hux pushed past Kylo because he was done with this conversation and he had meetings to get to. “Oh really, how about that?” Although even he wasn’t above petty sniping from time to time.
Re: [Fill] With Great Power (Comes Great Irresponsibility) 2/?
(Anonymous) 2016-06-10 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)Also,
“It was a necessary action to take care of the threat.”
was the point at which I broke down and started laughing.
Re: [Fill] With Great Power (Comes Great Irresponsibility) 3/4
(Anonymous) 2016-12-30 01:47 am (UTC)(link)Hux snarled and crouched down below a massive, moss covered root he had taken refuge behind. Rain continued to pelt down on him, plastering his heavy clothes to his body. His heart raced with adrenaline, but his hands were steady as he returned blaster fire and felled another Trandoshan. Its scream was nearly drowned out by the torrential downpour of a fierce storm.
A vicious blade of smile flittered across Hux’s face as he turned and made a strategic retreat towards the ship with his blaster at the ready. He needed to keep moving and head back towards the ship so he could organize his scattered troops. His comm unit had been smashed underfoot during the surprise attack in what should have been a trades negotiation that had taken an unexpected turn.
He shouldn’t have even been on this world. It was only Supreme Leader Snoke, who had called a private meeting with him to command that Hux accompany Kylo Ren. Snoke’s pitless eyes had bored down into Hux’s core, holding hidden information that Hux couldn’t even begin to comprehend but was forced to comply with. The potential for destruction was the only information the Supreme Leader had murmured before he’d ended the meeting.
Hux, where are you? Kylo called out through the Force.
Not now! Hux snapped back, dropping down low and sliding down a muddy slope into ankle deep water. The last thing he needed was a distraction with Ren’s oppressive presence in his mind to distract him. He trudged through the thick underbrush, battling branches and leaves away while he struggled forward. Continue to push back with the troops at your disposal.
But Hux-
I said not now! He pushed back the hair from his eyes to clear his vision, the dark strands weighted with a mix of rain and his blood from a gash at his temple. He was going to blow this whole stupid planet up when he was back on board the Finalizer, Snoke’s orders be damned.
His foot sunk down on something spongy followed by white-hot pain exploded right underneath his kneecap. His back hit the ground hard, knocking the wind out of him before he was jerked up in the air by the metal jaws of a trap snapped shut around his leg.
Ren’s panicked yelling in his mind was distant, buried underneath the pain and disorientation of being swung back and forth above the ground. “Fuck, fuck,” Hux grit out between tightly clenched teeth. His whole body shuddered in agony; he was dangerously close to passing out from the pain as his numb hands tried to desperately scrabble at the slick, heavy metal clamp. Rain poured down in sheets, into his eyes, into his nose, and it felt like he would drown if he opened his mouth.
Hux couldn’t see, breath coming out in shuddering gasps. A blaster shot rang out and Hux flinched, but it wasn’t meant for him. The red beam easily cut through the chain in a shower of sparks. Wind whistled through his ears as he fell, his body crashing through limbs and leaves to slam into the muddy earth four meters below.
He lost himself for a moment in a pain so acute it whited out his vision. He came to with a large foot pinning down his chest and several Trandoshans surrounding him.
“You put up a good chase, General for someone as weak as your species,” the hunter praised in a gravelly voice. He pressed harder, wickedly sharp talons digging through cloth and into flesh, and something inside Hux’s sternum cracked. “For that, I shall end your suffering quickly.”
A wet scream bubbled up inside of Hux, blood slick on his tongue and between his teeth as he hatefully gazed up through the rain into reptilian red eyes. If he was going to die now then he was going to do it head on.
The Trandoshan aimed his blaster at Hux’s head, one large finger curling around the trigger when he suddenly stiffened and whipped his head to the side like an animal sensing danger.
A garbled shout of rage echoed through the jungle, a chaotic all encompassing noise that built with intensity, pushing out the sounds of nature, of fighting, of the thundering storm to drown out the entire jungle with it. Hux could see the Trandoshans’ mouths move in silent screams, eyes widening in fear from the invisible force that flattened the trees and barreled towards them.
It happened in the blink of an eye, four Trandoshans suddenly vaporized into fine red mist as it rushed over them to continue its destructive path decimating the jungle like a massive, unforgiving wave.
Hux panted, ragged breaths coming in through his nose and out his mouth to try and gain some semblance of control. His ears were ringing in the silence of his surroundings; even the rain had been temporarily pushed away in the face of Ren’s powers. “Ren,” he coughed out. He could see the Knight a couple meters away standing at the center of it all, arm raised and fingers splayed out in front of him while the other hand gripped his crackling lightsaber.
His voice seemed to break whatever mystic spell there was as noise suddenly flooded into the empty space again. He could hear Ren calling his name before he slipped into unconsciousness.
Sometimes Hux forgot that Ren was a capable warrior and powerful Knight. They sniped and argued and Ren threw his ridiculous tantrums, but he was the master of the Knights of Ren for a reason. Hux didn’t need to read Captain Phasma’s report of the ten-kilometer radius of destruction Ren had caused on Trandosha.
He set down his datapad to take a sip of caf that one of the medical droids had finally given him. He still hadn’t been cleared for active duty yet after a week in the bacta tank followed up by several days of bed rest. He was getting restless and it didn’t help that Ren had been a near constant presence by his side since Hux had passed out from his injuries.
He glanced up when the door to his private recover room slid open and Ren stomped in. “I take it your meeting with the Supreme Leader didn’t go well?” he asked coolly.
Ren’s face flashed through an interesting range of expressions before settling on a sulky pout as he threw himself in the chair next to Hux’s bed. “No…yes…possibly,” he grumbled. “Snoke is…still pleased with the mission we both went on.”
“Even though we didn’t accomplish what we had set out to do.”
“Even though we did accomplish what we were supposed to do,” Ren corrected. His eyes scanned over Hux’s body and made a point to linger on the elevated leg as if looking for damages that were no longer visible.
Hux shot Ren a puzzled look. “What?”
“He says that we will be going on another mission within a week and that you will be by my side again,” Ren continued. He didn’t seem to look happy at the news.
“What?” Hux said again. This was preposterous. He was a general, this was exactly what stormtroopers were for.
The knight folded his arms across his chest. “How am I supposed to focus on the mission when I’m going to be too worried trying to protect you?” he asked more to himself.
Instead of repeating himself again, Hux threw his datapad at Ren’s head.